Quickly wear the villain's sweet wife

Chapter 155 Devil Angel, I'm Your Little Cat (32)

Including Baihaka who was struggling on the edge of the critical line.

Some ideas, once they come to mind, are rooted in the soil like seeds, and without too much human intervention, they will break out of the ground and grow rapidly.

Quan Nai was a little further away from him, keeping a distance, with a hazy beauty of distance, "This is a public garden."

Bahaka coughed a few times in embarrassment, put the book on his lap, looked straight ahead, but glanced at Quan Nai who was basking in the sun from the corner of his eye from time to time.

My heart beat faster, as if it was about to jump out.

How can there be such emotions inexplicably? !

Baihaka was a little irritable, he turned his face sideways and pondered for a while, "Miffel, what do you think...how about me?"

His voice was so small and lacking in confidence that even he himself couldn't hear it clearly.

Quan Nai pretended not to hear, leaned closer, and teased Bahaka vaguely, making his restless heart even more chaotic.

"What did you say?"

Before Bahaka could answer, Quan Nai got up and left. She smiled at Bahaka for the first time, the corners of her mouth curved just right, "If you have something urgent, let's discuss it together after dinner tonight? I'm now I want to go back to sleep..."

go to bed?

A person?

Bahaka shook his head, shook off the evil factor in his heart, and replied, "Okay, I... I will come at night."

Back in the room, Quan Nai deliberately changed into an unusually cool pajamas, with her slender and fair legs exposed, and the skirt was very short, with an indescribable temptation.

She only covered a corner of the quilt, most of her skin was exposed, and the room was not locked.

pat.

Hearing some movement, Quan Nai hurriedly turned his face to the side of the door, pretending to be asleep.

The door that was originally tightly closed was opened a gap from the outside.

Through the narrow gap, a pair of eyes stared straight at the sweet and soft little girl, rubbing her tender face against the comfortable pillow.

The brainwashed Baihaka couldn't bear it anymore, he looked around, quickly opened the door and approached the room, locked it, and then used magic to form a small enchantment.

His face was full of wretched and narcissistic expressions, he thought he was handsome, unbuttoned the first button of the holy clothes, and sat beside Quan Nai's bed.

Smelling the milky scent of the little white cat greedily, his hand slowly approached Quan Nai's little white feet, and touched them lightly.

The girl who seemed unprepared trembled and exclaimed.

"So sensitive?" Baihaka couldn't help laughing.

Quan Nai rolled his eyes inwardly, resisting the feeling of vomiting.

Bahaka leaned over and brushed Li Quannai's hair with such light force. He was restrained and forbearing before, but his taste gradually changed.

His legs were not very long, and he stood on tiptoe after doing these movements, and even climbed onto the soft bed, covering his lips.

Quan Nai turned his head quickly, but the guy still didn't hold back, and moved towards the girl's head, thinking of taking advantage of her, and finally had to forcefully grab her chin.

Just when he was about to succeed, Quan Nai opened his eyes, pushed Bahaka away, and stared at him in shock.

"You... what are you doing?!"

It almost broke.

Baihaka took a few steps back nervously, but found that he had already set up a barrier, and no one could get in. His expression relaxed a lot, and he simply smashed the jar.

(End of this chapter)